Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Cry

Yeah,
Need niggas to feel me, yo,
my pain,
Said soft can't last hard times, yo,
Believe shit,
Yea, (yeah) ay (ay),
Real niggas cry,
Look,
Yo-
Was just a youngin' with fresh fade,
Bird chest, skinny,
hoop dreaming had me tryna be the next Penny,
Fresh on my feet,
Momma for everything I'm wearing,
At the fair at girls, not a care in the world.
Aw. nigga, but shit done changed "Mayne" was my nickname,
A little nigga things, tryna kick game,
Now I'm a man about my fam.
Let me explain,
like my pockets stay broke, and if not them shit's sprained.
And so I rap for my trapped in the struggle,
Feeling like the on your back so you stumble,
And it feels like a quarterback get sacked, and you fumble.
Jobs don't call a nigga back, so it's to the hustle.
Niggas for they moms,
At the same time moms pray for them.
Ask the Lord to with them, guide them on they way,
But damn a been a lost fate.
It on the usual,
The only time you me up at church is a funeral.
(Damn)

Sometimes turn to rain my nigga,
The same ones you will bring you pain, my nigga,
I know if I'll see tomorrow,
I cry (no), I can't cry.
And in this times getting hard my nigga,
But that, I'm aiming for the stars, my nigga,
I won't stop- try the day I die,
And I cry (no), I can't cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Listen, yo)

I sit back and the news every now and then,
Either get depressed or mad from watching the world crash,
the weathers bad.
It be the same shit, got my twisted,
Like, "Damn it's '06 and niggas still up on that gang "
Yesterday this kid got his whole split,
seventeen, he was finna to graduate.
And like, three weeks stupid niggas got him for his chain,
But he back, they blasted him and left him on the pavement. (uh)
And now they telling me this little girl got raped,
dude snatched her and she was standing at the bus stop,
Wait, man she eleven!

the fuck is up with this world?
Got these grown niggas fucking girls?
the cops harassing us,
Every week be blasting us, on accident- or so claim.
sympathizing like they truly know the pain, (right)
They her only son,
her wanna blow her brains out,
Change the channel nigga, I watch this.

Sometimes turn to rain my nigga,
The same you love will bring you pain, my nigga,
I know if I'll see tomorrow,
I cry (no), I can't cry.
And in life times getting hard my nigga, (yea)
But fuck that, I'm for the stars, my nigga, (yea, uh)
I stop- try 'til the day I die,
And I won't cry (no), I cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Look, yo)

Take a through the city man,
And tell me you witness,
Poverty, richness, crooked and misfits,
Violence, hatred, devastation,